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Sunday, 28 February 2016

Empire Falls - Drown in Mediocrity

Drown in mediocrity drown in inactivity
To fail is your destiny
Those who try are the one's who succeed 2x

Liars be damned! Haters be damned!
Parasites surround us in this wretched land! 2x

Haters be damned scum be damned
Parasites surround us in this wretched land

Liars be damned! Haters be damned!
Scum surround us in this wretched land!

Drown in mediocrity drown in inactivity
To fail is your destiny
Those who try are the one's who succed 2x

Carpe Diem 2x
Glory is reserved for those who seize the day!
Drown!

Drown in mediocrity 3x
Those who try are the one's who succed

Empire Falls - Salt in the wound of mankind

Rejected by society
For accepting reality
And those who choose to veil their pride
Only do so to save their hide

And to pull the wool back over your eyes
Live a life of endless lies

Vengeance consumes our minds
Salt in the wound of mankind

Nothing will ever change your fate
You had your change now it's too late
Reject the lies you have been programmed to believe
Rise up to your urge, or become extinct

Vengeance!

Vengeance consumes our minds
Salt in the wound of mankind

Never forger, never forgie
The meek will inherit this wasteland
And we will continue to balkanize
Reject society, reject it's lies

Vengeance consumes our minds
Salt in the wound of mankind

H8Machine - Shame on Me

Fooled into believing the was sold out
Lying and deceiving is what you're about
Lost all I had just have it to you
Thinkig gets me mad now aht should I do?

Violence on my minde on my mind
Answers we can't find
This world is full of lies
But it's us you cricize

I can't control all the horror that I see
This isn't how I thought my wife would be
I lost everything that I once had
Now caught between the void of mad and sad

Fooled into believing the was sold out
Lying and deceiving is what you're about
Lost all I had just gave it to yo
Thinkig gets me mad now aht should I do?
Will I start again? OR aveng this defeat?
Thinking of back when I never took a back seat
I was footed again now how could this be?
Once shame on you twice shame on me

H8Machine - The Story's Always the Same

There was a time I thought there was hope
Now I live my life just trying to fucking cope
Broken to the point and I don't wat it back
No time for talk just fcking attack

The Same
The Games x2 Betrayed

More degenerates now then ever before
This newly found wisdom fills my hatred even more
Is this cause hopeless? I'd lik to think not
My own sense of pride is all I really got


Reminded every day of my mistakes
Never goes away keeps me awake
A world for the the strong but also the smart
Accepted your word and tore my life apart
There once was a time that I believed
Traitors dropped the dime I was deceived
I was footed again now I can see
Wondering now what's left for me
Tired of all the talk you don't walk the walk
Tired of the games/ it's all the fucking same

WIll you take a look around
Do you think we're ahead
You cafe I'm gonna pound
Because you live you're dead
All you really do is talk
To you this is all a game
Every fight you choose to walk
The story's always the same

H8Machine - Burn

Look at this mess of society we're in
Try to find some place begin
People's goals are shortsighted at best
I guess that's what makes us different from the rest
Try so hard just to educate
For that I have to tell you it's far too late
Either burn it to the ground or just let it be
Can't educate a fool or make the blind see

Chorus

Burn/Burn!
Burn it all
Smash the system, watch it fall
Burn/Burn!
Burn it down
Ignity to ashes on the ground

I look in the mirror at a tired face
Makes you fucking wonder why I hate this place
To preserve what ruined is a waste of time
Civilized people afraid to speak their mind
Confrontation puts these weaklings in fear
With the strike of a match their end is near
I never said much but I say this to you
Only stay in touch with friends that are true

Burn

Saturday, 27 February 2016

Ken McLellan - With a Honest Hand

Do you work in the fields my friends, or down in the dark of the pit?
Each of you will toild to the end, to make this greay country fit.
For your children to flourish in a free land, for you children to play in the sun,
a land built by our own fair hand, and I know you will toil 'til it's done

With your might shoulders, you till the land,
Those same shoulders they break the stone.
A future you carvw with your honest hand,
For your children to proudly call home

Do you work on the docks my man, or do you toil at the mill,
you rise every morning to provide for you clan, for the love and the pride they instill.
Your back breaks with the wieght of the plough, your fair skins burns black in the sun,
your smile never diims, theres bever a scow, and I know you'll toil 'til it's done.

Chorus

Wherever you labour wherever you toil, wherever you graft or you sweat,
For the love of your nation, to which you are blessed, zou know it's as good as it gets,
The pride in you hear is there for all to see, the pride in the man you've become
A tenacious defender of the land of the free, and I know you will toil 'til it's done

Ken McLellan - It's a Long Road

It's a long road it's a hard road, a road that seems to have no end,
but I'm so pleased yeah it's much easier to travel along with you my friend.
Yes it's a long way but the right way, yeah we gotta keep on track,
yes it's a long way but the right way, just like he said, no turning back

You gotta keep on, gotta keep on,
travelling along this road.
Gotta keep on, we sing the same song,
although they are paved with pain not gold.

100 nighways, and he who dies prays, for salvation of our kin,
many crossroads and many lost roads, dead ends don't mean we can't win.
Just keep on running and keep on gunning, gotta aim for the top,
yeah keep on running and keep on gunning, make sure the wheel never stops.

Chorus

Priade and honour a new tomorrow, sacrifice all for this fight,
truth and valour bring down the hammer, oh on this endless night
Look at the green fields, look at the blue skies, don't stop to wonder why,
Look at the green fields look at the blues skeis, what a wonderful way to die.

Chorus